Back to the Republic of China as a director

On the same day, at the other end of Xiaogu Hutong.

There were nearly ten people standing in the small courtyard, most of them were editors or printing clerks of Kunlun Book Company, surrounded by a young man, who was the best-selling author Shu Huayan who had avoided chasing manuscripts here.

"Deliver the manuscript! Submit the manuscript!" Several people shouted slogans while raising their fists.

"Mr. Liar, please get out the manuscript quickly." There were also those who patiently advised.

"That's right, our general manager came last night, and we all agreed that there will be at least [-] words today."

"He didn't come at all!" The book said with a jump, "and he told you that there are two thousand characters, and I didn't say it. How could he use this to urge me to force me? It's really unreasonable!"

"Submit! Submit!"

The leader is the editor-in-charge of the book's nonsense, and he said quietly: "Is it justified for you to fake your death? Now the tabloids outside are jokingly calling you a cat demon with nine lives. The bet depends on when you can 'die' enough nine times."

The book blatantly said: "..."

"Submit! Submit!"

The book blatantly said: "..."

"Stop yelling, okay! It's too annoying!" Shu yelled and covered his ears, "Anyway, Zhou Siyin never went to the door, so how can I get these two thousand words?"

however.

No one dared to believe what the book said.

Moreover, the employees of Kunlun Bookstore agreed that Zhou Siyin would definitely do what he said, and that the book was pretending to be crazy, and Zhou Siyin was always really crazy (??).

therefore……

"Submit! Submit!"

"Submit! Submit!"

Amidst the noise, Shu Yanyan squatted on the ground and began to cry.

He even started talking nonsense: "Aren't you trying to make things difficult for others! Did Zhou Siyin teach you that you want to repay him with the same way, and let me taste the fate of telling lies..."

No matter how exhausted the book was, this group of people just refused to let go and asked him to hand over the unnecessary two thousand words.

At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open.

The tall young man with a cloak hanging on his arm stepped in, his hair was a little messy, his face was pale and slightly tired, as if he hadn't rested well, he pinched the bridge of his nose and said irritably, "What are you doing, I heard ghosts crying and wolves howling from afar. "

"Hey, my boss!" Driver Hu was the first to see him, and he was a little excited, because he came over this morning and wanted to pick up his boss, but he only saw the editors who were filled with righteous indignation, and books with blank faces.

As soon as Shu Wangyan saw Zhou Siyin, he cried out: "Brother Baoduo! You have hurt me. Please make it clear that I didn't write [-] words last night. I slept until dawn! They surrounded me and blamed me. !"

Baoduo was exactly Zhou Siyin's signature, he was silent for a moment, and humiliated: "It's only [-] characters, and you sleep so soundly that you don't even write, are you still human?"

The book blatantly said: "..."

Zhou Siyin took the lead, and everyone complained together again, affirming that the book was lying again last night, especially Zhou Siyin didn't know what gunpowder he had eaten, and the more he said, the more it hurt.

Shu Lianyan looked desperate, he affirmed that this was Zhou Siyin's conspiracy, and asked him to taste retribution.

The book blatantly covered his head and said: "But I'm also having a hard time, so I rented this yard, hoping to find inspiration in a quiet place." The stories he wrote recently are suspenseful reasoning, with horror elements, and I want to collect them in Xiaogu Hutong material.

In fact, when Zhou Siyin knew that he lived in such a place, he guessed that maybe this time he had a bit of conscience and wasn't just pretending to be dead.But it was also because of the book's false claim to live in this place that it made him miserable, and his face became even worse for a while.

Seeing his complexion turn sour, the book suspects that he is going to be irritable and swearing again, "Two thousand words, isn't it? I can't start writing now!"

Only then did Zhou Siyin's expression soften a little, at least some things were done today.

But he still didn't get angry, and glanced at the words in the book. Because he was in a hurry, the book was written with a pen. He remembered Ji Shuangyu's handwriting, and stood aside with a sneer: "Dog crawling characters."

The book blatantly said: "???"

Why are you still scolding after writing the manuscript? ?

Those editors who were worried about the book lying and pretending to be dead were lucky.If it wasn't for the big boss, they really wouldn't be able to deal with this Mr. Liar.

Fortunately, I lived in Xiaogu Hutong these days and chatted with those peddlers who collected second-hand goods. I really gained some inspiration. I wrote a lot of nonsense, and I finally managed to write [-] words—more than [-] words!

The editor will review and proofread on site. The printing side has prepared the paper last night and is waiting here.

Zhou Siyin took a leisurely look at the courtyard. With the manuscript fee for the book, there are few houses in the capital that he can't afford to rent, let alone such a small courtyard.

He asked, "Do you intend to continue living here?"

The book blatantly said: "Yes."

Zhou Siyin: "Stop it."

Shu Yaoyan looked at him strangely, and then said: "Why, no."

Looking at Zhou Siyin's face, he jumped away quickly, and said arrogantly, "I've handed in the manuscript, so you can't scold me!" At this moment, he is the best person in Kunlun Bookstore, so Zhou Siyin has to be more polite to him!

Zhou Siyin: "..."

Zhou Siyin saw that he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and that he had actually written a manuscript here, so he could only calm down and say, "Then this yard, the bookstore will allocate money for you to live in, and we will let the editor come to the door regularly look at you."

For the top author of this bookstore, they are willing to spend money to maintain it, not just the manuscript fee.Otherwise, we can't cooperate for a long time, and even hunt down and force drafts, we can't do without each other...

"Ah." The book's face wrinkled, and finally sighed, "Okay, Brother Baoduo, you can accompany me to find some fun in a few days. Someone here gave me two theater tickets. I went to find brother Xiao Shan."

Xiao Shan is his responsible editor.

Zhou Siyin asked, "He's not going?"

The book said nonsense, "If you don't go, you still stare at me."

Xiao Shan, who was proofreading the manuscript, raised his head and looked at the book again viciously, and said nonsense!Is he free to go?

Zhou Siyin snorted, "You want to scold me again."

——This book is nonsense, he is not keen on old dramas at all, he is a novelist, every time he goes to see operas, he always has to make a big satire, the plots are shoddy, and the logic is not good.

Although opera is a traditional Chinese culture, which combines poetry, painting, singing, dancing and other arts, there are also good and bad arts. For example, Kunqu opera is extremely elegant, while the script of Beijing opera is much simpler.

In addition, in order to cater to the public, many new dramas currently being staged are dedicated to attracting people's attention and spilling blood. The finished product is hard to describe.

From the point of view of the book, the plot, no matter whether it is a pricking of ancient events or an original plot, is really rare.

I said earlier that many people in the theater industry lack culture, and they may not even know the meaning of the words they sing.Although there are talented literati who write scripts, not everyone has great talents, and many of them are procrastinated in the plot and only care about dropping book bags.

From the point of view of Shu Huayan, the most hateful thing is that some operas still contain old-fashioned and foul-smelling feudal concepts, which really need major reforms.

Liaring in books is often just to watch a show with the idea of ​​relaxing, and come back and write an article to criticize it. It can not only make up the number of words in the column, but also feel good.

That person doesn't like being scolded anymore, so there are often actor fans and Shu Shu talking and scolding each other.

This time was no exception. Shu Yaoyan laughed and said: "Exactly. I didn't want to go out. I was surrounded by your editors for a whole morning. I have to find a place to vent my anger. It's not easy to get tickets for this movie. I heard that It is the most popular play recently, Changle Theater's newly revamped "Lingguan Temple"."

He was gearing up: "Watch me help them find loopholes and send them a column!"

Three days later.

Up to this day, "Lingguan Temple" has been performed for seven consecutive days, which is already very remarkable in the current capital, after all, unlike Shanghai, new plays can be performed for many days.

They were all sold out, and the box office was extremely hot, because the Changle Theater did not have too many seats, and the supply was in short supply, so there was a tendency to continue the show.

There are heated discussions in the streets and alleys, whether the number of consecutive days of performances this time can break the record.

In the teahouse near the theater, someone was talking about "Lingguan Temple", holding "Jinsheng Opera Magazine" in their hands, citing Zhang Dinghu's comments, feeling that the style of this play is very different from the Shanghai school, and it is indeed the first to open a new trend.

Many people responded and appreciated it very much.

Only one person raised his head and said: "What's new? It's clear that the setting of this drama does not conform to the regulations and lacks authenticity. It has changed back the innovations of the old drama. I'm afraid you don't know that Changle Theater was about to close down before. The talent their boss is looking for adopts this style and tries their best to support it. So, it’s not that they are unique, but that they don’t have the money to make good use of the sets! The agency is only willing to set up a few!”

As Xu Xinyue heard at the Liyuan Public Welfare Association, there are similar arguments from the outside world. Under the instigation of interested people, they have become more and more fierce, criticizing the changes of "Lingguan Temple", but-it is based on Western drama standards.

Judging by Western standards, the opera stage is indeed full of errors and has no authenticity.However, is this standard of Western drama really applicable to the stage of Chinese drama?

Others argued vigorously, "I think the beauty is no less than the setting of a new drama. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages."

New dramas are dramas imitating Western dramas, while old dramas are national dramas and operas.With such new and old titles, everyone seems to be a little bit at a loss as to how to refute each other forcefully, especially those who claim to be enlightened.

Some people also raised their heads and said: "The artistic conception of this drama is elegant, and it is all the beauty of my China. Why bother to cling to the Shanghai style. Judging by Western standards, it is completely wrong."

The other party felt that everyone was drunk and I was alone, and sneered: "To be behind is to be behind! I have written an article with my friends, criticizing the eight fallacies of "Lingguan Temple", and counting out the outdated parts!"

Outside the door, the passing book just heard the last sentence, thinking it was also to criticize the decadent culture, he laughed and said: "Hey, there is someone who thinks the same as me, well, I want to see which of us scolds more accurately."

It was Zhou Siyin who was walking with him, but Zhou Siyin looked distracted and didn't listen to him at all.

He remembered that Ji Shuangyu reported himself to his family and asked him to find himself with sequelae. This person worked in Changle Theater...

"Brother Baoduo, you are too impolite, you don't listen to me!" Shu said in disappointment.

Zhou Siyin was still in a daze, unconsciously said: "I told you to hand in the manuscript on time, but you didn't listen to me."

The book blatantly said: "..."

The book blatantly said: "...don't mention these spoiling things!"

Only then did Zhou Siyin realize what he had just said, but he didn't care, it's strange to delay the manuscript, so he cursed.

The two arrived at the gate of Changle Theater and were about to go in when they heard a person say hello: "Mr. Zhou, is that you?"

Zhou Siyin turned his back to that person, thinking, he really met him!If he wanted to say he was happy, he definitely wasn't, but if he wanted to say he didn't want to see her, it didn't seem like he was either.Under the opponent's hand, he made a big blunder, but this person is both talented and beautiful, and his mood is really complicated.

The book blatantly said that he didn't know anything. He looked back and saw a young man in a brand new dark green cotton robe standing outside the box office.With such a cotton-padded costume and a costume, it can be seen that the figure is thin and straight, and the facial features are exquisite, which is very eye-catching.

Huh.

Shu Huayan slowly gave Zhou Siyin a sideways glance, he didn't remember that Zhou Baoduo had a hobby of holding horns.

"Are you still tough?" Ji Shuangyu asked implicitly. Zhou Siyin had a friend by his side, so it was inconvenient for him to ask directly.

But the book's nonsensical words are inexplicable, and the toughness comes out. Zhou Siyin is so old.

Zhou Siyin nodded, and said calmly: "...Thank you, I am in good health, and I am here to see a play today."

It’s fine if you don’t come here to ask for medical expenses. Ji Shuangyu immediately relaxed, her black and white eyes sparkled with a smile, “Then thank you for your support, and bring friends.”

Shu Huayan couldn't help interjecting: "Brother Baoduo, don't you want to introduce me, I think I'm ignorant, I don't know which famous actor is in front of me?"

This seems to be a law. When people see Ji Shuangyu, they think he should be an actor.

But actually...

"Don't dare, I'm not a famous actor," Ji Shuangyu waved his hands, "My surname is Ji, Ji Shuangyu. I just play tricks on stage."

The book blatantly said: "It's too modest!"

He didn't believe that such a face could be a trick at all, and he really thought it was a humble resignation.

Ji Shuangyu said sincerely: "Really, I will play Diao Diao today, and the only famous role is Boss Ying Xiaonong. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Zhou."

The book was dumbfounded, looking at Zhou Siyin, he was also nodding, "This... this..."

... This is really unexpected!

"Director Ji, why are you running around again? You've got all your clothes on, please sit backstage, my lord!" One of the theater inspectors ran out and greeted Ji Shuangyu.

"Got it, got it!" Ji Shuangyu replied, day by day, all the inspectors in Hanxi's class should not be too affectionate to him.

Zhou Siyin keenly noticed that Ji Shuangyu claimed to be playing tricks, but the inspector treated him with great respect.People in the inspection field are often proud of themselves. When do they have such an attitude towards tricks.

If Zhou Siyin hadn't been frightened by the hanged ghost himself, he would have wondered about Ji Shuangyu's identity, why a little trick has such a high status.

"Is Daoyan Jixiong's character? I don't know how to explain it?" Shu Wangyan asked.

Generally speaking, names and characters are related.What is the allusion between Shuangyu and "Island Show"?

Now there is already the title of director, and it was translated and used in general a few years ago. Although the position is scarce, movies are popular in China. Everyone has heard of it.

It's just that when Shu Huayan first heard this word, he didn't think of Ji Shuangyu as the director at all, and thought it was his word.

The book is preconceived. After all, there has never been a director in the theater industry, so this is a misunderstanding.

"It's not a word, it's a position." Ji Shuangyu said, "I mean director."

Zhou Siyin and Shu blatantly said: "..."